Chapter 205: Chapter 173: Silver-faced Mage

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

Lei Xi’er originally planned to use the “Beacon Technique” to contact his colleagues at the Mage Forest for assistance as soon as his physical strength recovered and inform them of the situation.

But the problem was that his magic power was severely depleted.

So, he stayed for over a month,

recovering his magic power while using the opportunity of Louis displaying his magical talent to teach some basic magic.

From the initial Fireball Technique, Body Fixing Technique, to the later Light Beam Technique, Shock Wave, Magic Shield, Light Body Technique, Burning Arrow, Fire-igniting Technique, Magic Hand, Slow Fall Technique, Resonating Touch…

In over a month, Louis remarkably mastered more than a dozen basic spells of different uses and schools!

The progress was so fast, it was as if he was devouring knowledge rather than learning.

But the days of studying magic would eventually come to an end.

As the weather warmed up, Lei Xi’er’s body also recovered day by day.

Lei Xi’er sat in the yard, draped in a cloak, with magic power gently rippling at his fingertips.

His injuries had basically healed, and his spirit was almost fully restored.

That day he glanced back at Louis and said, “I can almost… perform the Beacon Technique now.”

“Beacon?” Louis looked up, somewhat surprised, “You mean, you can contact your companions?”

Lei Xi’er nodded: “I’ve rested for quite a while and need to immediately report the details of the insect corpse to, well, headquarters.”

As he finished speaking, magic power circulated in his hand, starting to form a technique.

The magic power at his fingertips slowly rotated into a small silver curse ring, like a miniature light wheel, suspended in the air, emitting gentle yet rhythmic waves, as if sending some kind of “echo” to a distant place.

Then… nothing happened.

Silence descended.

The air was left with only runes quietly floating, the wind making a faint whistling sound as it blew past.

There was no teleportation gate, no magic array, no dazzling spatial rift.

Everything was surprisingly quiet.

Louis stood nearby, watching all this, blinking slightly.

He wore a faint smile, but his gaze was somewhat… puzzled.

Lei Xi’er noticed the momentary pause, turned to look at him, and asked with a hint of confusion, “What expression is that?”

“Uh…” Louis thought for a moment, then answered seriously, “I thought a teleportation gate would suddenly appear from the sky with a ’whoosh,’ and someone would walk out of the light.”

He gestured as he described it, his eyes even carrying a tad of anticipation and regret.

Lei Xi’er was silent for two seconds, then displayed a complex expression of “I shouldn’t expect you to know the basics.”

Spending this time together, he realized this lord sometimes had rather abstract ideas.

He sighed dramatically: “This is the Beacon Technique, not the Summoning Technique.”

“Oh…”

Louis put on a look of sudden realization, “I thought someone would instantly teleport over and take you away directly.”

“…” Lei Xi’er was silent for a second, twitching the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, it wasn’t the first time he’d heard such “laymen’s fantasies,” but he still couldn’t help rolling his eyes each time he heard it.

He explained helplessly, “Instant Teleportation Technique? You think it’s as simple as passing gas.”

He paused, then switched to a slightly more serious tone: “Instant Teleportation Technique does exist, but it’s a high-tier magic with huge consumption. Even for seasoned high-tier mages, continuously using it can easily lead to magic power exhaustion or even mental backlash.”

“Moreover, its maximum safe distance…” he indicated with his fingers, “is usually around two hundred meters. Beyond that, it becomes extremely unstable.”

As Louis listened, his expression gradually turned complex.

He nodded imperceptibly: “So… what exactly is the purpose of the Beacon Technique you just used?”

“It merely…” Lei Xi’er pointed to the still slowly flickering blue light in the air, “tells my distant companions where I am. Once the signal is stable, they will find a way to come and get me, but not in a ’whoosh’ way from the sky.”

“How will they come, then?”

“On horseback…”

“Oh…” Louis showed a hint of disappointment.

This world was, after all, a low magic world without those invincible mages capable of splitting mountains with a palm, instant teleporting thousands of miles, or reversing time.

Perhaps they existed, but they were definitely rare.

Most mages… were just somewhat fragile fighting spirit knights with long-range attacks and more variety.

Even long-range fragile mages probably wouldn’t even have the chance to finish chanting facing off against fully defensively-maxed fighting spirit knights.

However, it wasn’t complete disappointment.

He knew he would continue learning.

Because even if they’re “fragile with variety,” they’re still one of the sharpest and most unpredictable weapons. If used well, they can still decide the course of the battlefield.

Louis just needed to take off those illusionary filters and master it in a real way.

And now he was also an Elite Knight, barely a low-end version of an Otherworldly Gandalf.

Louis imagined himself charging with a sword using fighting energy while simultaneously bombarding with Fireball Technique.

Hmm, somewhat cool.

……

Sure enough, a few days after the signal was sent out, three silver-masked mages arrived at Red Tide Territory on horseback, weary and travel-worn.

They were completely wrapped in heavy cloaks, their aura restrained, their words terse, yet they carried an air of mystery that made others dare not approach.

The knight responsible for receiving them couldn’t help but feel tense, quickly stepping forward to report to Louis.

“Have them brought into the conference hall,” Louis nodded.

The conference hall door closed gently, the surroundings quiet and still, with only the soft glow of candlelight remaining.

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